[Life Ain't Always Beautiful-Gary Allen]
harrison took me to the windmills the other night. i had seen them once during the day, but never at night. they were beautiful. miles of red lights, all around. we drove out to the middle of nowhere, down unnamed gravel roads, until we got into the center of the windmills. we parked under one, facing towards lafayette. The light interference from the city made the sky purple in the distance, and the red lights blinked against it. it was really beautiful to see.
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